I just finished making a batch of Chex Mix this afternoon, and the first thing that came to my mind was my great-aunt Sybil. She was married to my grandpa's brother Paul. But I digress. Way way back in the day, we visited them in Rineyville during Christmas, and that was the first time I ever had Chex Mix. She had a huge batch of it in the old school Tupperware cake coverer and plate. I was blown away. It sure is a great Christmas memory.
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